Creo que captan la idea, verdad? S, vamos juntos a clase, pero creo que no sabe ni mi nombre. Llevo tiempo pensando en acercarme y saludarlo. Y si lo hago? Qu es lo peor que podra pasar? Pablo era el chico ms guapo de la clase, pero de lejos. Su piel era oscura, como si hubiera estado tomando el sol demasiado tiempo. Sus labios, gruesos y rosados. Sus ojos verdes, como los mos. Y su voz tena ese toque grave y rasposo que la haca tan diferente. Pero cmo iba a fijarse en m? Le gustaba el futbol... ENGLISH DESCRIPTION My name is Oscar. I am fifteen years old, and I have a secret: I like Pablo Bernab, the popular guy in class, the athlete, the all-around good guy, the handsome one, the... You get the idea, right? Yes, we have class together, but I don't think he even knows my name. I've been thinking for a while to go up and say hi to him. And if I do? What's the worst that could happen? Pablo was the most handsome guy in the class, by far. His skin was dark, as if he had been in the sun too long. He had full, pink lips. His eyes were green, like mine. And his voice had that deep, raspy sound that made it so unique. But why would he ever notice me? He liked football...
Creo que captan la idea, verdad? S, vamos juntos a clase, pero creo que no sabe ni mi nombre. Llevo tiempo pensando en acercarme y saludarlo. Y si lo hago? Qu es lo peor que podra pasar? Pablo era el chico ms guapo de la clase, pero de lejos. Su piel era oscura, como si hubiera estado tomando el sol demasiado tiempo. Sus labios, gruesos y rosados. Sus ojos verdes, como los mos. Y su voz tena ese toque grave y rasposo que la haca tan diferente. Pero cmo iba a fijarse en m? Le gustaba el futbol... ENGLISH DESCRIPTION My name is Oscar. I am fifteen years old, and I have a secret: I like Pablo Bernab, the popular guy in class, the athlete, the all-around good guy, the handsome one, the... You get the idea, right? Yes, we have class together, but I don't think he even knows my name. I've been thinking for a while to go up and say hi to him. And if I do? What's the worst that could happen? Pablo was the most handsome guy in the class, by far. His skin was dark, as if he had been in the sun too long. He had full, pink lips. His eyes were green, like mine. And his voice had that deep, raspy sound that made it so unique. But why would he ever notice me? He liked football...
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